That night.
Yang Fan was about to lie on the bed and sleep.
Jade suddenly pulled him into the class group chat.
Before he could ask Jade how she knew his WeChat ID…
Twenty-four out of the twenty-five girls in the class sent in their message in unison within five minutes.
Yang Fan pulled the screen vertically to take a look. Sure enough, there was no one from his deskmate, Zhou Zhizi.
He agreed to each and every one of them.
After all, they were classmates, so he couldn't embarrass them.
But how could Yang Fan have thought of that?
He was a good person, but it directly led to his phone ringing non-stop.
From the same, add the first to the last.
The female students bombarded him like a blizzard, one sentence after another.
For example:
"I am Mi Lai!"
"I've said it before, I won't marry anyone but you!"
"I was impulsive when I jumped off the building, but if it weren't for you, I'd rather shave my hair and become a nun.”
Yang Fan directly replied with one word,""Oh!"
In the end, the other party bombarded him with more than ten sentences.
Yang Fan was tired of dealing with it and began to play other games.
About half an hour later, seeing that Yang Fan did not respond to them, the WeChat private message stopped.
Yang Fan thought it was going to be quiet.
Unexpectedly, the group chat became lively.
Her classmate Tao Minmin was the first to @ Yang Fan in the group and added a sentence:
"@ YangFan, I made a couplet for you. Looking back at the fans, there were thousands of troops and horses. Second half: Turn your head, girls love to jump off a building, horizontal comment: So handsome!"
The moment this message was sent.
Mi Lai was so angry that he started arguing with Tao Minmin on the spot.
However, this didn't affect the other students from following Tao Minmin to write poems and say romantic words.
For example, the classmate with the online name Xiaoxiao.
"@ YangFan, I only want to do four things with you every day-three meals a day!”
The moment this message was sent.
The group exploded.
“666666！”
"Aren't there only three things to do for three meals a day?”
"The guy above is straight!"
"Awesome, Xiao Xiao."
“……”
Then, a female classmate called Qiao Biluo.
"@ YangFan, your dimples don't have wine, but I'm drunk like a dog!”
There was also a classmate called Zhao chick.
"@ YangFan, I think you must be very busy, so just look at the first three words!”
At this point, the group was temporarily silent for a few minutes.
All the girls were racking their brains to come up with sweet nothings.
Five minutes later.
Yang Fan's words of love increased exponentially.
"@ YangFan, there are only 70 things that make me the happiest. One is you, and the other is 69!”
"@ YangFan, I'm open 24 hours a day, just waiting for you to enter!”
"@ YangFan, my eyes are filled with you, even billions of stars can't compare!”
"@ YangFan, do you like apple juice, grape juice, watermelon juice, or my little brat juice?”
"@ YangFan, let me tell you the level of spiciness: Slightly spicy, medium spicy, super spicy, insanely spicy, I miss you spicy!”
"@ YangFan, I think you should be the one knocking on all the doors, because it looks good on you!”
“……”
Just as everyone was spamming the screen.
Jade, who had been busy all day, joined the Group chats dejectedly.
She looked at the time on her phone. It was past eleven o'clock. Then, she looked at the endless WeChat messages that numbed her entire body. She couldn't help but perk up and send a message in the group: "Go to sleep. Who dares to tag Yang Fan again? Go to the field and run ten laps tomorrow morning.”
In an instant, the group fell silent.
Jade was very satisfied. She suddenly thought of something and tagged Yang Fan.
"@ YangFan, did all the girls in the class add you? Remember to turn off your phone before you go to bed, so that they won't harass you!”
Yang Fan simply replied with two words.
"Roger that."
On the other side.
In the Puxi high-class residential area.
Zhang Mingming, who had finished his revision, stretched.
At this moment, his mother came in with a cup of warm milk. She patted Zhang Mingming's head lovingly and said,"Go to sleep after drinking the milk. Don't study too late.”
"Okay, Mom."
Zhang Mingming took the milk. When his mother was about to leave, Zhang Mingming suddenly thought of something and quickly called out to his mother,"Wait a minute, Mom. I have something to tell you.”
"Hmm?"
His mother turned around and looked at Zhang Mingming.
Zhang Mingming used the way Yang Fan made things difficult for him by changing seats during the day to portray Yang Fan as a bad student who was overbearing, unreasonable, and had no quality. Thus, he further explained the seriousness of this matter to his mother.
Zhang Mingming came from a single-parent family.
His mother, Wu Tinghua, was a deputy director of the Shanghai City Department of Education.
Moreover, she was very protective of her son and doted on him very much.
Her son was good at his studies and was honest and kind. He won awards every year, and they were the highest awards in the school. She was also proud of herself in the unit. There was no reason not to dote on her son.
"There's actually such a thing!"
Wu Tinghua's face was filled with anger.
Zhang Mingming took a sip of milk and nodded.
"Then how do you want me to be a son?"
"Actually, it's nothing. I just want to go back to my seat so that I can study more peacefully!”
"Then you don't hold a grudge against that boy named Yang Fan?”
"No, it's inevitable for students to have conflicts!”
After Zhang Mingming finished speaking, a sly light flashed in his eyes.
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